And speaking of renting, we're back on the move tomorrow, trying to get back in the swing of house-hunting after a busy and medically pressing March. I have no idea what to assume or plan for this month, as I'm massively pregnant and trying to just take it slow, so we're leaving it to the Lord and just expecting to be pointed in the right direction. He tends to come through at the right time, every time.
I really wouldn't be blogging at 11:45 if my uterine occupant weren't going bananas in there. This is definitely the witching hour for this little one. If there's one thing I know for certain about this baby, it's that we are about to welcome a true creature of habit. This little one is about as predictable as they come, so far. Maybe it's a third-born thing. I would certainly love to welcome a tiny Andrew to this family, but I really doubt any baby could be easier than Molly. I imagine this one will cry sometimes, and that's something Molly has yet to do. I'm a little concerned about the crying. It's been 4 years since I've had to deal with a fussy baby! Precisely why I've been praying for peace instead of patience...
Well, dancin' Tex is still living it up, but my eyes are off the clock. Computer is in the shop til at least Tuesday- I promise you'll get a picture update as soon as I get my baby home!
PS: can anyone give me some tips on how to deal with this insane restless leg? I feel dangerous with all the kicking and twitching!
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